Two men discussed the good they'd done, seeking recognition,
Yet neither thought they'd lost or won, by their own admission.
Despite their hearts so full of love, despite their hearts of gold,
They hadn't really done enough, that's if the truth were told.
Yet they'd still time to persevere, to do what's left to do.
To bless this world while they're still here, yes, just like me and you.
So what remains that must be changed? What challenges exist?
What plans are there to be arranged? What problems still persist?
Together we can overcome, together, standing tall.
Together, all of us, not some, or else Mankind will fall.
We don't need war and all its woes, its sorrows and its dread.
We've better ways to live, God knows. Let's strive for peace instead…
Denis Martindale May 2020.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem